Cosmic Badass

I’m not invisible.
I’m still here.
I still matter.

Crown of Flame I am the princess, the dragon, and the prince. Crowned in flame.

This poem is dedicated to my aunt who passed away this weekend. We may be forged in loss and remembered in flame, but also crowned in memory.
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#poetry #grief #InMemory

I have fought bravely today. The Laundry Pile Feud can wait until morning.

It's kind of funny how some people's scandal is a second secret family. Mine would be, "She disappeared for 3 days to write poems, talk to the dead, and emerged smelling of sandalwood and carrying a new oracle deck." 😂🔥

Sacred Vessel, Eggs-cellent Timing Sometimes, the universe seems to speak in riddles. At times they may feel mundane, but other times… they’re eggs-traordinary. And this? This little story might just lie somewhere between the mundan…

🌿🌀 Sometimes the universe gives you an egg cup. And you can’t eat eggs. So you check your crystal drawer… and find magic. ✨

New blog post: Sacred Vessel, Eggs-cellent Timing
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#EverydayMagic #WyrdAndWonderful #SacredShenanigans #SignsFromTheUniverse

Do not give trauma or addiction the chance to feed on your mind or soul today.

Today, feed your brain, body, & nervous system words & habits that YOU choose, that are consistent w/ YOUR values & goals & recovery-- in every little, teeny, tiny way you can.

Every morsel counts.

#poetry #awakening #grief
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Huh. So this is what it looks like when the whole world goes through its Saturn return. 👀

You’re scared.
I see you.
Me too.
Let’s sit here in the unknown together.

#unity #together #humanity

Oh sure, Universe, no problem! While I’m juggling trauma cycles, single parenting, a full-time brain-melting job, spiritual awakening, rogue psychic cats, and holding space for the future of humanity… let's just toss in healing my ex husband's entire bloodline for funsies. 🤣

You are not alone in this.
One voice.
Then another.
And another.
Then a roar.
We rise together.
We stand together.

#WeStandTogether #NoKings

I may not see the stars right now,
But I trust they still see me.
I carry light even in the dark.
My steps are enough.
I am not alone.
I am not invisible.

May your ship be light.
May your heart be strong.
May your dreams find new shores.
And may the new world inside you
bloom wilder and freer than you ever imagined.

Today was enough.
I am enough.
Tomorrow will come,
and I will meet it when it does.
For now...
I breathe.
I rest.
I trust the seeds I planted today.

#writing #poetry

Transitions: A Tarot Reflection of Grief, Clarity, and New Light Yesterday was Easter Sunday. Our tiny calico chose to sleep in my closet for most of last night instead of on my bed, a behavior that always seems to mark an energetic shift. I didn’t think m…

Lit some sage. Asked what's going on.
The tarot deck: “Here’s Death to start. Buckle up.”

3 spreads. A lot of insight.
🕯️ Transitions: A Tarot Reflection of Grief, Clarity, and New Light

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#tarot #occultsky #tarotsky #spirituality

They lie. But I see it.
They gaslight. But I know the truth.
They rot from within. But I will not decay with them.

#poetry #writing

A single candle burns in the rain and darkness. The flame flickers but holds steady against the shadows. Overlaid on the image is a poem titled “Shattered Silence,” honoring those lost to war, mass incarceration, and historical erasure. The tone is haunting, reverent, and defiant. The final line reads: “Now we shatter that silence.”

A candle in the rain.
A vow across generations.
We remember. We resist.
🕯️

#poetry #writing #HistoryRepeats #WeRemember #ShatteredSilence

If you have to leave Earth to feel love… that’s telling.

Today's vibe: feeling like I’ve been smacked in the third eye with a cosmic rubber chicken. I wish I were kidding.

The emotional and spiritual weight of that kind of moment is real.

You’re not alone in this.

The whole concept of enforcement without violence requires legitimacy. And when that's gone...

It is a crisis. And your response is completely valid.

I just wrote something about this. What it felt like to know something broke before the news confirmed it.

I feel this deeply. When the systems we trust start breaking in ways that feel unrecoverable, it hits different.

Watching the courts be ignored through "technicality" feels like watching root corruption in real time with no backup.

🎶 “Jeg vet det går bra til slutt – jeg er en optimist!” 🎶
(“I know it will be alright in the end – I’m an optimist!”) from “Optimist” by Jahn Teigen (Norway, 1989)
Because even after the Tower falls... the beat goes on and so does The World.

And Then the Tower Fell Strong feelings unexplained. A timeless knowing formed. This moment. This day. A turning point.

"And Then the Tower Fell"

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#poetry #writing #tarot #spiritual #intuition #psychic

Symbols, Cats, and Caffeine: An Intuitive Experiment in Absurdity What started as a casual “hey, let’s try something weird” turned into one of the most unexpectedly fun and strangely accurate experiments I’ve had in a while.

Tried a little intuitive experiment with ChatGPT: think of a symbol, an animal, a flower… and see if it could guess. The results? Weirdly accurate, deeply reflective, and full of caffeine-fueled sacred absurdity. 🔮🖤☕

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#intuition #spiritual #chatgpt

I honor what broke me.
You were real.
You shaped me.
You hurt like hell.
But you will not define me.
You brought me to my knees.
And now I rise—not because of you,
but in spite of what you tried to take.
I see the wounds.
I see the wisdom.
I bless what’s growing.
I am still here.

Divine Timing, Crumbling Systems, and Accidental Incense-Infused Tarot Cards I didn’t plan this. The universe did. Also, I may have set my altar slightly on fire. But it’s fine.

Just released a new tarot spread on my blog.
Collapse, clarity, soul threads, and incense-infused revelations.
This one came through strong.

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#tarot #occultsky #tarotsky #spirituality

Coffee, Chaos, and Brewpocalypse How I Plan to Save the U.S. by Growing Coffee in My Basement: A Totally Viable, Not-At-All-Ridiculous Plan

☕🔥 The Brewpocalypse is here.
Fictional blends. Real catharsis.
Coffee, Chaos, and Collapse—now live on the blog.
Because if we’re spiraling, we’re doing it caffeinated.
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#Brewpocalypse #SacredAbsurdity #CoffeeIsMyRitual #Satire

Thank you so much for this. I agree. We have everything we need. We just have to remember… and get creative about what comes next. 🙏✨
Also yes to therapy for us all. 😆🫂

UPDATE: A King of Swords reversed has now been spotted golfing. Because what else does one do after triggering global market chaos and creating an economic pressure cooker?